hatsuzora
The limo pulls up and it's black, the windows are black, the people being driven probably obnoxious, and the scene a cliché emulating relevance.
glowing orbs of something in the glowing evening light, ominous or special or just forcedly pretty
The eyeliner ran down in the rain or tears, or was smudged by careless actions, or any of these trite overused tropes.
The camp is empty and haphazard in front of my mind's eye, and I don't have anything to describe it as other than people at a fire trying to sleep.
The bandana was usually there, not as a simple accessory but as an eye-catcher that seemed to direct all gazes and judgment to itself. In its absence, one had to thing about the person underneath it and found one didn't have a clue.
So there are these fluorescent fish. You know which ones I mean? They swim in fluorescent water and under fluorescent lamps, but nothing's as fluorescent as the fish themselves. And there's possibly a point to this somewhere, but also possibly not.